Douluo: God-level Martial Soul, Bibi Dong accepts me as a disciple

Chapter 19 Arena, Martial Soul Academy Strength List

It took nearly half a month to prepare a stack of materials before Lu Leng finished all the above training.

And this is just training.

"Do you know why your first soul ring is thousand years old, and your second soul ring is ten thousand years old?" Mimisi asked suddenly.

"The teacher said it was because of my good physique."

"It's just the surface, you don't see the underlying cause."

"What's the reason for that?"

"Your martial soul is a god-level martial soul, which is tempering your body all the time. In the past half a month, I believe you have felt it. Through continuous stimulation and training beyond the body's load, your martial soul can better temper your body."

"This kind of tempering is excellent, you can feel it at ordinary times, and the most important benefit is manifested when you absorb spirit rings. Having a physique that can leapfrog absorb spirit rings, your god-level martial spirit is indispensable. Therefore, as long as you continue to stimulate your potential, you will have a longer period of time to absorb spirit rings in the future."

"The teacher said that too." Lu Leng said indifferently.

"But obviously you didn't listen."

"..."

"I have never come into contact with a god-level martial spirit, and in the records of the Wuhun Temple, it is only a star and a half, and I am blank about its functions. But as far as the characteristics shown now, I will use my experience to do my best to let you grow!" Having said this, Mimisi's face burst into pride.

"These plans are useless and can't keep up with your progress. From today on, your plan will be updated every day, and you have to report to me every day. I want to keep abreast of your situation."

"Okay, teacher."

When Lu Leng heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little touched, this Mimisi was the second best to him besides Bibidong.

"So teacher, please ravage me to your heart's content!"

Time still flies.

One month later, when the door of 023's dormitory was pushed open, Lu Leng was startled, and quickly turned around, "Mr. Mimisi, I've said it many times, please knock on the door, please?"

"Isn't it still wearing a pair of underpants, without revealing anything?" Mimis said indifferently.

Lu Leng's face suddenly turned black, this Mimis is good everywhere, but he feels a little ignorant of the world, he doesn't knock every time he enters the door, and he doesn't know whether he treats others like this or just treats himself like this.

"I have something to go out today, and I may not come back for a few days. You continue to train according to my method these days. At the same time, I will assign you a task."

"What mission?" Lu Leng asked curiously.

"Top [-] in the strength list of Wuhun Academy!"

"Teacher, you are finally willing to let me go to the competition. I am so excited." Lu Leng's face was excited. In fact, from the first day he entered the academy, he wanted to compete in the strength list.

Unfortunately, Mimis never let him go.

"Before, it was because I didn't know your combat experience. It has been clear for more than a month. Now you can go. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Blindly training is just a show. Combining it with combat will make you improve faster."

Lu Leng nodded excitedly, "The teacher also said this."

Mimis smiled lightly, "It's good to remember the fights if you don't remember them."

"By the way, where are you going, teacher?"

"Business trip." Mimis said, then walked out of the room, stopped suddenly at the door, looked at Lu Leng, "Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days."

"Wait for you, teacher."

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After Mimis left, Lu Leng put on his clothes and walked straight to the competition hall.

The moment to show my lord Lu's glory is about to begin!

Douluo Dalu, here I come! !
There are about 500 people in Wuhun Academy, the junior academy has the largest proportion, with about [-] people, and the advanced academy has the smallest proportion, with only more than [-] people.

When Lu Leng came to the competition hall, he found that there was a sea of ​​people, with people's heads moving, and it was very lively.

"Hello, I want to participate in the competition." Lu Leng walked towards the registration desk in the hall.

"Name." It was a girl who was in charge of the registration, and she was not surprised when she saw Lu Leng.

"Lu Leng."

"age?"

"Six and a half."

The girl nodded, and quickly handed a sign to Lu Leng.

"The competition adopts a ranking system, and a point will be set at the same time. Every time you compete, you will be ranked with someone with similar points to your own. If you win the game, you will replace the opponent's ranking. If you lose the game, your points will be reduced." The girl introduced.

"I understand, thank you, when will you arrange a match for me?" Lu Leng asked with a nod.

"Are you going to compete now?" The girl finally showed a hint of surprise on her face.

She looked at Lu Leng and thought he was registering for fun. After all, how powerful a six-year-old child can be.And there are many students of his age who register every year, and they are all curious novices.

But it is very rare for a player to compete as soon as he registers.

But seeing that he wasn't joking, he couldn't help but become serious.

"I will help you register and wait for the ranking. After the ranking is successful, the token will display a message. According to the above prompt, you can participate in the competition." The girl said.

"Thank you."

Lu Leng thanked him, and then walked towards the arena. While waiting, he could familiarize himself with the environment.

In the middle of the arena, there is a huge monitor, which shows the names, ages, and duration of the top [-] students.It's just that this duration is constantly moving, and only the top ten positions have been maintained.

When Lu Leng saw the number one person, his pupils shrank involuntarily.This person's name is Jin Zhengyang, and he is already 19 years old, but the time to dominate the list actually shows five years!

In other words, as long as he persists for one year, he can become the Holy Son.

"It seems that I don't have much time." Lu Leng thought.

In nine months, he had to be killed, otherwise he would not be able to become the Holy Son.

Just at this time, his token sent a message.

"Go to Arena No. 10 No. 20 within 29 minutes. If you are late, you will be judged as a failure!" Lu Leng received the message and immediately went to No. [-].

Soon, Lu Leng arrived, and after showing his token to the referee, Lu Leng stepped onto the arena.

The arena is similar to the martial arts arena, but it is slightly smaller and surrounded by a light curtain to prevent flying people from flying around.Of course, this smallness is only in relative terms. Lu Leng could see Arena No. [-], which was several times larger than a football field.

After entering the arena, soon another person came up, a girl who seemed to be about the same age as him.

"Welfare Bureau." Lu Leng smiled inwardly.

(End of this chapter)